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letra de lil niggaz - lil durk

[produced by dree the drummer]

[intro: lil durk]
yea, let’s get it
you n-ggas talk like big n-ggas
these n-ggas ain’t done sh-t
free my n-ggas
yeeeaaaah
tweak with my squad
i move if you tweak with my squad
don’t tweak with my squad
lil n-gga, lil n-gga
lil n-gga, lil n-gga
let’s get it!

[chorus: lil durk]
it look bad for a n-gga, funeral set up, it look sad for a n-gga
40 ruger shooters, gave all that i had for a n-gga
where you from, what’s your past lil n-gga?
and you broke and you mad lil n-gga?
f-ck a price what the tag lil n-gga?
my shooters on deck playin’ tag lil n-gga
you can’t get a p-ss lil n-gga
get caught, that’s your -ss lil n-gga
you movin’ too fast lil n-gga
you tweak with the squad, that’s your -ss lil n-gga
lil n-gga, lil n-gga, lil n-gga, lil n-gga
tweak with my squad, that’s your -ss lil n-gga

[verse 1: lil durk]
your n-ggas wanna tweak with my n-ggas
i’m a dog, i’ma eat with my n-ggas
twitter beefing, that ain’t me lil n-gga
location on and we can meet lil n-gga
wifey holding down the street with my n-ggas
my gang claim three lil n-gga
all this sh-t, that ain’t me lil n-gga
got k!llers, every gang with me lil n-gga
war time, shooters that’s four-nine
put a murder on bro that’s more time
up mine, i’ma shoot thirty four time
or nah, cook a brick or nah?
n-gga say he ain’t snitching but i know he lying
lil n-gga, lil n-gga
get money, get bigger
them n-ggas ain’t with ya’
talk loud and get switched lil n-gga
and we big n-ggas, and i lost a lot of sh-t, n-gga (let’s get it)
sip lean, get the kick, lil n-gga
who you with lil n-gga?
where you from? you can’t flip lil n-ggas
and we the sh-t lil n-ggas
i’m gone, how they sick lil n-ggas
and your rolex tick lil n-gga
where you from? you ain’t from where i from lil n-gga
[chorus: lil durk]
[hook: lil durk]
it look bad for a n-gga, funeral set up, it look sad for a n-gga
40 ruger shooters, gave all that i had for a n-gga
where you from, what’s your past lil n-gga?
and you broke and you mad lil n-gga?
f-ck a price what the tag lil n-gga?
my shooters on deck playin’ tag lil n-gga
you can’t get a p-ss lil n-gga
get caught, that’s your -ss lil n-gga
you movin’ too fast lil n-gga
you tweak with the squad, that’s your -ss lil n-gga
lil n-gga, lil n-gga, lil n-gga, lil n-gga
tweak with my squad, that’s your -ss lil n-gga

[verse 2: offset]
you a lil n-gga and i’m a big dog (huh?)
you can die quick, n-gga, only one call
i’m at the top and i’m never gone fall
hundred round, make it clap like an applause
i pull up with durk, hop out the vert (skrr, skrr)
(braw kraw!) six feet under the dirt
my diamonds is watery, you can come surf (water)
my plug is an alien not from this earth
i had a dream like mr. king (dream)
geekin’, i need some visine
gettin’ money, runnin’ all in my jeans (money)
back in the day used to serve all the fiends (back pimp c)
actavis, i need lean (drink)
porsche panoramic, forgiatos on the feet (panorama)
young rich n-gga, you ain’t seen what i seen (no)
i used to trap mid as a teen (i did)
you n-ggas be copyin’ my swag, you a clone (copy me)
giuseppe steppin’, ain’t no foams (giuseppe me)
my b-tch just landed here from rome (bad)
hop in the ‘rari, we gone (skrr, skrr)

[verse 3: cash out]
you know i’m gettin’ money, i pull up in foreigns, i jump out with shooters
he talk about robbin’, we lay in his yard and bust his medula (we bustin’ his head)
a million a day, when i’m in the trap i feel like frank lucas (i’m feelin’ like him)
i iced out the rollies, and stepped out the place, i only eat sushi
you know what i’m sippin’, you know what i’m grippin’ (you know what’s on call)
i’m all on that, boss n-ggas got p-sses i know that they crippin’ (you know what i’m crippin’)
give ’em the fork and give ’em the bowl, i know they ain’t whippin’ (i know they ain’t in the pot)
durk he flew in, i brought him to the trap and showed him my vision (i showed him what’s up)
my shooters no clubbin’ (my shooters no clubbin’)
my shooters straight thuggin’ (they thuggin’ forreal)
your shooters, they bluffin’
they go the feds and give ’em discussions (they give ’em discussions)
whip it up, whip it up, baby i’m up in the bowl (i’m up in the bowl)
back then, show money on your head, he dead on the stove (he dead on the stove)

[verse 4: quavo]
none of my n-ggas is innocent (nah)
none of my n-ggas is witness
i pull up, unload the extensions
walk in the trap and see pigeons
birds (birds)
migos, lil durk, cash out on the curb
skippa da flippa itching for body, give him the word
bet you won’t bust a move
all my n-ggas got choppers, they’ll damage you
bet you won’t bust a move
have a n-gga floatin’ in the chattahoochee river, fool
she cook it so fancy (whip, whip)
you n-ggas can’t stand it (ha)
when i whip it, the j’s they love it
i’m cooking a brick and they call me mcluvin’
trap or die n-gga, no jeezy, corporate thuggin’
all of my n-ggas got gas and dirty sticks all out in public
my cup is so dirty, i’m drinkin’ on ruxman (lean, lean, dirty)
you n-ggas is soft, lookin’ like telletub-man

[chorus: lil durk]
it look bad for a n-gga, funeral setup, i be all sad for a n-gga
40 ruger shooters, gave all that i had for a n-gga
where you from, what’s your past lil n-gga?
and you broke and you mad lil n-gga?
f-ck a price what the tag lil n-gga?
my shooters on deck playin’ tag lil n-gga
you can’t get a p-ss lil n-gga
get caught, that’s your -ss lil n-gga
you movin’ too fast lil n-gga
you tweak with the squad, that’s your -ss lil n-gga
lil n-gga, lil n-gga, lil n-gga, lil n-gga
tweak with my squad, that’s your -ss lil n-gga

- lil durk

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